Tradução: Nice \u0026amp; Smooth. Juana la Loca.
Chorus: Greg Nice] You get mad love when your shit is hot You gets no love when yo' shit is not You get mad love when your shit is hot You get no love
champ when he lose I read somewhere, I'm homophobic shiiit Go through the hood, there's mad niggas on my dick Now we can get hostile or we can do this smooth
the wicked mind All the time comin out with sick and twisted rhymes But at the same time I got the hyna's meltin With the crazy love, slow rappin I got the vatos mad
Coz you love me baby, Just the way I wanna be loved, Yeah... It's so nice lyin' here in you arms Your personality has that charm 'Coz you love me baby
and get rough Nigga with .44's won't lie A .45 or higher sport nice Cruise to try to have a kill for your eyes Lose your life It feels so nice Jet for
Leaps out the side of my baby's little diaper You think you can rhyme but Ced Gee rhymes hyper Faster, smoother, and even more clever than Watch me I'm mad
You're lettin off steam - oh yeah really? No time for rat turds, you're fuckin silly Don't come with that phony Monie macaroni Love style Cause I'm a get mad
my T-shirt Motherfuckers tried to play the ice Because I rhyme smooth And on T.V. act nice Saw,that's what you shouldn't have said Now I'm so mad I'm
say I'm lucky, the hood say they love me These girls say I'ma put this up, put no one above me See now I'm livin' lovely, my girl gotta buddy But she
Girl your workin' with some ass, yeah You bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah His last, yeah Hoes frown when you pass, yeah They mad, yeah You
strawberries, diced bananas the long dookie fifth Next to the Town House crackers mad noise 2008 a G, a game I'm Ron O'Neil the love seat, sunk deep
the time Comin' out with sick and twisted rhymes but at the same time I got the hyna's meltin' with the crazy love, slow rappin' I got the vatos mad because
with the funk One love, like the LB say, right, right Music Makes Us High, but you've been given shade 'Cause I stay paid, sippin' lemonade Don't be mad
It ain't a man's world (You go girl!) No more sugar and spice (And everything nice) (repeat) CHORUS It's a she thing and it's all in me (It ain't nothin
[Red One] We're gettin' mad props, like on the movie set So take that to the races, 'cause it's a sure bet How could you lose when you're rollin' with